I walked cautiously forward, and I couldn't help but be secretly surprised that there was not a single leaf on the ground in this huge forest. Suddenly, there was a sound similar to a bird's call not far away, I looked up suddenly, it seemed that something floated in front of my eyes, my heartbeat suddenly accelerated, there wouldn't be some monster out of nowhere, right?

I stood still and helped the tree next to me, and after about a few seconds of resting my hand on the tree, I suddenly reacted and jumped in fright. The branches are so soft at the touch that they feel like human skin...... I took two steps back, and slammed into a nearby tree again, feeling as if I had hit someone's arms, and suddenly there was a voice in my ear: "Ouch! The moment was even more frightened, his feet slipped, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Ouch, it hurts......" The voice came again, and I looked closely, and it was actually coming from the tree. But - there was no one in the tree. Could it be...... A chill ran down my spine.

"It's a demon or a ghost, get out of here!" I stared at the tree.

"I want to come out too, but in this forest valley, sinners will turn into the form of trees, and I don't mean to scare you."

I slammed my chest, ahhhh

Finally calming down a little, I remembered what he said, and I was shocked again, "You mean, every tree here is made of the undead?" ”

"Yes, in the Forest Valley, the bodies of the suicidal turn into trunks, and the skin into leaves, rooted in the land of despair. And they couldn't speak anymore, and I was still able to speak because I had only been here for a short time, but ......" the voice seemed a little low. Judging from the voice, it seems that this is a teenager of about seventeen or eighteen years old, and it seems really pitiful to be thrown in the forest valley at such a young age......

"Why did you kill yourself at such a young age?" I stood up and patted my pants.

"I ......," he hesitated, "anyway, I'm dead, and it's good for everyone." ”

"Why are you so pessimistic at a young age!" I glared at the tree, "Suicide is the stupidest act, only a coward who doesn't dare to face the reality will take this negative way of escaping, you yourself are a hundred, but have you ever thought about your family, leaving all the pain to your family, it's really selfish." ”

"Alas......" he sighed softly, "I regret it now." ”

"What's the use of regretting, no one can save you!"

"It's not impossible," he paused, "when I first arrived in Forest Valley, there were still a few trees that could barely speak, and they said that there was only one thing that could restore us to our original state, and if we could restore ourselves, if we could escape to Tomita, maybe we would have a chance to be reborn as a human again." ”

"What's that?" I blurted out.

"The blood of the living."

I was stunned and didn't answer, but he continued: "But in the underworld, how can there be the blood of a living person, so ......"

Isn't there only one of the living man's blood ready-made? I entered the underworld in a state of suspended animation, and my blood could not save him? But—can I really trust this teenager? If he divulges the secret that I am a living person, the consequences may be serious. Not everyone in this world can be trusted, let alone in this strange underworld, unexpected things cannot be prevented. Forget it, I'm not familiar with this teenager anyway, and this forest valley looks much better than the other hells.

"Then I can't help you, I still have to hurry, you have to take care of yourself." I concealed the uneasiness in my heart with a calm face...... What if what he said was true......

As soon as my words fell, I suddenly heard the sound of fluttering wings, accompanied by the high-pitched birdsong, and in a blink of an eye, countless hideous-looking big birds were shrouded in the sky above the forest, rushing straight down like arrows, constantly pecking at the leaves on the branches, and suddenly, a low and sad wail sounded in the silent forest.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly looked back at the tree that had spoken to me, and saw that a big black bird stopped on the branch of the tree, and pecked at the leaf, and I saw that when the leaf was separated from the branch, there was red water flowing down the trunk, could it be ...... Blood?

Hearing his voice struggling to endure the pain, my heart kept struggling, what should I do? Will you continue to sit idly by or ...... Save him?

I was ruthless, and took a few quick steps forward, but my ears clearly heard his muffled snort, my heart trembled, paused for a few seconds, and finally rushed back, grabbed his trunk, and shouted: "How much blood?" ”

"One...... One drop is enough......" his voice was faint.

I took a deep breath and bit my middle finger, and a small red drop of blood fell on the tree, and at the moment when the blood dropped, a white mist enveloped the tree, and in the hazy white mist, the shadow of a teenager faintly appeared.

It was only when the white fog gradually cleared that I saw his true face.